I've a habit of placing a happy-face or a frowny-face on my calendar, depending on what kind of day I've had. Often I slap a droopy circle in the box, discouraged by the things I failed to accomplish and the unpleasant encounters endured. But then, invariably, a wise muse stops to ask me these three questions: Did your children let you hug them today? Did you do a kind deed for someone? Anyone? Did God forsake you today? Then, my dear, despite your challenges, it was a good day after all. Standing corrected, I twist that frowny-face upside down and smile.